Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 7 – Mate Bond
Karl

Tiffany’s mouth drops open. She looks at me with some panic, but I don’t know what to say. I’m equally,

if not more, shocked than she is.

“Are you kidding me?” she says. “You’re the owner of this place?”

Abby exchanges a glance with the man beside her. He shifts uncomfortably, looking for a chance to

escape.

“Occasionally,” she replies. “I’m also the chef.”

I look at her for a long moment, something heavy sitting on my chest. “Can we talk alone?”

Her gaze finds mine, and she frowns at the look on my face. After a moment, she glances down at her

watch. “I’m sorry, but the restaurant is really busy tonight. I have to get to another customer.”

She leans closer to the man beside her, and they talk for a moment in low voices. I clench my jaw,

annoyed at the sight of them standing so close. Are they together or are they just colleagues?

“Thanks, Abby,” he says finally. He gives us a weary look as he moves around us and exits the

restaurant.

“Abby–” I start, but the door behind us opens, cutting me off.

A woman walks in, and Abby’s face lights up at the sight of her. She’s dressed in a flattering black

dress, with one of the biggest diamond necklaces I’ve ever seen. Her gaze finds Tiffany and me. She

looks us up and down, then dismisses us completely. Beside me, Tiffany bristles.

Abby greets her warmly, giving her a hug. “Hi, how are you?” she says.

I clench my hands into fists. I can almost feel the heat of her body as the memory of holding her in my

arms comes back to me. She gave the best hugs. After a hard day, there was nothing I wanted more

made me feel better. I haven’t

missed that until now.

honey. How are you?” The lady returns her hug, then takes

other night, but I

memories than I’d care to admit. I used

looks at

think of

Truly,”

I don’t speak as we watch Abby lead the woman to her table, then move over to

we’re still doing here, but I can’t bring

a few moments later with a drink, placing it down at

before Abby moves on to the customers beside her. It’s

and that her customers like

to admit it to myself, but I missed seeing her like this. She

‘just so,’

our home and making it comfortable, and I never really

home to

myself. Tiffany, when she’s annoyed, is something

with a glare. “Karl, you’re ruining my

just had to

up, Tiffany,”

my eyes tracking Abby as she moves through the

Eventually, I realize she’s

a woman with olive skin and a sharp black bob takes her place,

bland smile.

the men seated

but I think I recognize one

my wolf growls. If

hair. I really need to get out of here.

more I want to fold her into

never happened. But it

have you seriously forgotten why we separated? I

There was so much evidence, and my

why he’s so adamant I get

mates, my wolf replies. Our bond isn’t completely gone.

to protest, but he cuts me off. If you don’t listen